One night a few months back, I got a few cocktails in me and proceed to explain to my parents how my mother (Captain) is quote "a bad ass", and believe me it's true. In the moment of motherly praise I failed to acknowledge our patriarch, which is unfortunate as he too is, well... a bad ass. Over the weekend we celebrated his 54th birthday, sorry Dad had to call it out, and it got me thinking about how proud I am of this man. My Dad is an artist and dreamer with salt water in his veins. I thank him for my creativity and stubbornness, for gracing me with the French gene and for teaching me confidence. I love you (MORE) Poppy. Gros Bises!